�Huh, you have surprisingly good stamina, don�t you?�I thought you would give up after running because you look pretty.�

�If you give up, you will be caught.�I�m dying hard�But there����are you okay?�

�I am Marsha.�I�m good at running away, so this much is nothing.�Let�s go somewhere and rest.�I�m thirsty, so I need a beer.�I�ll buy you a drink in return.�

Sirone was puzzled.�Despite being chased by her, Marsha showed no sign of nervousness.�

Besides, drinking beer means having money, so why did he steal?

�Oh, I guess I should stop and see.�

�Anyway, I can�t go around now.�Let�s wait at a store I know.�Garmoth is savage, but he�s so stupid that he quickly forgets about it.�If you can hold out for an hour, you won�t even pursue it because you�ll be distracted from playing.�And most of all, it�s because I�m scared.�Can you stay by my side for a moment?�

Marsha stuck out her tongue and squinted her eyes.�Although not bewitched by her dainty appearance, Sirone finally agreed to her words.�More than anything else, if she gets captured by Gamoth now, things will escalate irreversibly.

�all right.�But I don�t think I can stay long because my party is waiting.�

�okay.�Let�s just wait until Garmoth�s men give up.�come here.�

Marsha walked around the alley and led Sirone to a dark bar.�I wondered if anyone would come to this place to have a drink, but it was surprisingly crowded.

�Hmm, this place doesn�t change even after years.�

�Isn�t that where you used to go often?�It�s a bar I knew earlier����.�

�Oh, I used to come often.�It�s been 3 years since Galliant Island.�A friend lives here.�

�I see.�I thought I was a local because I knew the way so well.�

�Huh, I will never forget a road I�ve seen once.�Running away is part of my life.�

As Marsha took Sirone and sat down at the bar, the men with stern looks all turned around.�It was because the harmony between a beautiful woman and a young boy was heterogeneous.

�People are staring.�

�don�t mind.�This is a bar where only the troubled children of the island come.�When an incident happens, information is received here first, so you can know when Garmoth gives up.�

�Isn�t that rather dangerous?�Your subordinates might come here.�

�Gamos is the one who rules the island, not the trouble maker.�So this is����It�s like some kind of resistance.�Should we call it a community of destiny?�

Sirone did not believe it straight away.�In a place where so many people came and went, it was virtually impossible to completely control the information.

�This is something that cannot be done with the system alone.�Where possible, conventions or regulations.�But why?�They won�t get anything?�

As Sirone stared at her, Marsha smiled embarrassedly.

�Oh no, I really can�t.�yes, that�s right�This pub is in collusion with the Municipality of Galliant.�Even the officials are supposed to turn a blind eye to what happens here.�

�As expected.�But why would the government do such a thing?�

�Money.�Money laundering, slush fund creation, circulation of lobby funds, etc.�This is what they call Island Gate.�Is it a system created by the characteristics of a closed island?�there was an agreement�It guarantees the safety of criminals in return for circulating funds in the shadows.�reciprocity.�What, isn�t it the world to live like that?�Hi-Hi!�

Marsha flicked the stick in her mouth.�Her eye smile, bent like a seagull, looked somehow sad.

�It�s funny when you think about it, what is it?�There is a lot of talk about punishing criminals, but in the end, it is criminals who fill their stomachs.�It breaks large amounts of money that cannot be swallowed into small pieces to make them easier to digest.�Are they like microbes in society?�Without microbes, organisms die.�

Sirone couldn�t answer.�The social system that went against human nature was too complex and colorful for an 18-year-old boy to judge. JrNovels.com